Page 31 of Cursed Beasts

She glared at me with fire in her eyes. I was used to seeing this, but it wasn’t just anger, I saw her excitement. Whether she wanted to admit it, or not, she wanted us, but was it real?

“Should I just take a taste? Slip my tongue right over your sensitive button, swirl it around before I insert two fingers inside that warm cunt.” I growled, desperate to rub against her, my wolf fighting me for dominance. “Answer me!” My voice had taken on a deeper tone from my wolf.

“Fuck you, if you think they turned me on—”

I slammed the wall with my free hand. “Don’t fucking lie.” My body vibrated.

“Yes,” she snapped, turning away from me.

I laughed darkly as I felt my wolf slowly slip into my consciousness. His curiosity was not what I had expected, but his hunger for her made me uneasy.

“You think you can get one of us to offer you relief?” My laugh was otherworldly. “We don’t stick our cocks in women who are so desperate for us.”

“Fuck you,” she snapped that word again. “Let me fucking go.” She tried pulling her arms away from me, bucking her hips until she grazed my cock. I realized my mistake too late. She kneed me before I could shield myself, giving her enough time to pull her arms out of my grasp to push me away.

The pain was sharp enough to bring me to my knees. This was the second time she had done this to me, and she was going to pay. I swiped at her, but she was quick enough to dodge my arms.

“Go to hell,” she snarled, running away from me.

I stalked her to the landing of the stairs, hearing her run down them with her heart beating faster, her breathing a little quicker, and her mouth-watering arousal.

I growled, watching her run a little faster while I slowly stood up, feeling the need to chase her, to catch her, and put her on her knees. I’d make her beg before I gave her any sort of release, only to stop when she was about to go over the edge.

The thought of doing these things to her had me wanting to chase her more. But I stopped myself going to my room instead, to do something I hadn’t done since she had gotten here. Barreling through my room, going to my closet to pull out a piece of clothing I stole from her room a few nights ago. It was an impromptu search but once I found these, I ended up leaving quickly.

I assumed they were her underwear, this lacey scrap of fabric that looked like they hid nothing. Anger at what I was about to do almost made me stop, but after her intoxicating scent and all the thoughts racing through my head, I needed relief.

Roughly taking my pants off, I laid on the bed, bringing her underwear to my nose, inhaling deeply as I let my mind take over, picturing these black lacy things barely covering her. I groaned, imagining her bent over as I smacked her while she watched over her shoulder with that fire in her eyes.

I grabbed myself, stroking myself in unhurried movements as I pictured tasting her, rubbing my nose up and down her slit before I swirled my tongue around her sensitive nub, pushing my fingers into her soaking cunt.

A growl escaped my lips as I pictured thrusting in her, pulling her neck to the side, exposing that delicate artery that I could rip out at any moment. I picked up my pace, imagining tying her up as I continued to pound into her, hearing her cry out for me, begging me for a release or her angry words.

I felt the slight tingle at the base of my spine when I pictured us using her for our pleasure. Each of us held her down as we took turns having our way with her. I came with such a force that I growled my release as all my muscles seized up for a moment, feeling like it was the best release in ages, leaving me exhausted.

As I laid on the bed, my self-loathing disgusted me. I threw her underwear across the room, getting up to clean the mess I had made. After I wiped myself, I got into the bath, washing off what I had done, what I had led myself to do. It was the last time I would do it to her and those devil’s underwear.

Another Belladonna was not getting under my skin because that’s how we all got into this mess. I was desperate to have one of them trust me and look at where it got us. Trapped in a spell for almost two hundred years with no end in sight.

15

KATARINA

The grounds to the manor were enormous. After I found Lucien and Aeon together, I knew I had to leave. It wasn’t because I saw them together; it was because Ilovedseeing them together. All those rippling muscles were on display as they writhed together in ecstasy, as Aeon fucked Lucien into the next year.

What I wouldn’t give to be in the middle of them.

Then my encounter with Zev right after didn’t help. I didn’t get him. He acted like he hated me, but when he pushed me up against the wall, he definitely wanted to fuck me. If he had just asked nicely, I probably would have slept with him.

I wanted to do all these bad things with them, things that had me blushing like I was a virgin schoolgirl. What did that say about me? Technically, I was a married woman, but even though I hated Caston, I would not be like him and fuck my way through half the male population.

Zev was an enigma that I desperately wanted to figure out, but he was also a loose cannon I did not need to be around when he could barely control himself. I just needed to leave this place because the longer I was here, the more I felt like I might stay for the wrong reasons, and that would probably end up killing me.

When I finally made it to the fence around the house, it was a lot taller than I thought it was going to be, and there wasn’t really a way to climb it without hurting myself.

Climbing the fence sounded like the easy part, but once they knew I was gone, I was worried about them tracking me. They were wolves, who had an impeccable sense of smell, and their eyesight was just as good. The hour went by a lot quicker now that I was actively trying to escape while remaining undetected.

On the next night, my hope for escaping was decreasing by the second as I realized it wasn’t just a fence, there was also a spell that kept me in. Every time I pushed my hand in between the bars, it felt like there was an invisible wall there. Now I knew why they needed my blood, something I should have questioned before. They tied me to this place, I was trapped here, and they were too.

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